2. He's real. He's here.

Juliet meets Romeo for the second time.

2.
He's real. He's here.

I could not write for two weeks. My mind was filled with Romeo thoughts, but not a single Romeo story. People believed I was love-sick and couldn't write. I went along with that rumor not being able to make something else up. My days go by in a blur, head crammed with  pathetic Romeo thoughts. I found myself crying, not because of heartbreak, but because of confusion.
    The halls seem like long, empty rooms with golden lockers for comfort. I sat on the marble white floor holding a piece of paper with three words on them. "The thing is" was written in neat pencil writing across the blue lines. What was the thing? I cannot seem to remember. I sighed and closed my eyes imagining Romeo.
    His sea green eyes sparkled as his perfectly full lips curve into an adoring smile that I made myself love. Strips of wavy brown hair curled over his forehead, making me have this sudden urge to run my hands through them. His tall, slim neck held the voice of an angel. His voice, deep, soothing, my medicine for when I'm down. His laugh is booming when cheerful, soft when loving.
    His shoulders, those broad shoulders, they provided him a fierce look, but his giddy eyes give him away. His chest, hard and smooth, giving me shelter when needed. Long, muscled arms that wrap around my slim body. His abs stand out behind his thin t-shirts making any girl's mouth water. His thighs, muscled, secured. Knees, scarred from previous events. I look back at his eyes to seem them smiling at me.
    I wrap my arms around his neck, my fingers roaming in his hair. It was soft, so soft I could sleep in them all day. My right hand goes onto his jaw. So perfect, so manly. My thumb rubs over his kissable lips. I had to control myself not to kiss them. I look back up to his eyes and they were closed taking in my touch.
    My eyes open to find golden lockers in my view. I swallowed feeling the saliva flooding in my mouth. I sighed and looked to my right were the two glass doors are. Then, I see him. He was looking out the window, leaning on the windowsill with his legs crossed, standing. I nearly fainted, but I just gazed at him. Can Romeo truly be real? I bit my lip. One way to find out.
     I stood up still holding onto the paper as I walked over to him. My hands sweat, and my knees wobbled. I held my breath one I was behind him. Before I did anything, he spun around beaming, shoving his hands into his jean pockets casually.
     "Hello Juliet." he sighs, smiling.
     "Romeo?" I squeak.
     He grabs my hand and pulls it to his perfect manly jaw. His warm skin stills my shaking hand. "Who else?" he answers in a sexy voice. I nearly toppled over, but he pulled me into him, kissing me. I dropped my things, wrapping my arms around him. He's real. He's here. And he's mine.
     When we pulled away I stared into his sea green eyes. "How are you here?" I ask disbelieving for a second.
     "I took the first plane back to Georgia. I couldn't stay away." he sighed and looked down. "My mom will be alright, for awhile at least."
      I pulled him closer into a hug, giving him comfort. "It's okay." I sighed and closed my eyes feeling his hand in my hair. "You're here, that's good... right?" I looked up at him.
      "Not for long, My Juliet." his voice was soft and sad. I did not like that sound. I pulled away and sighed. "What is it?" he asked stepping closer.
     "Is it because you're not real?" I ask looking at him through watery eyes.
     His eyes grew wide. "What are you talking about? I'm not a fictional character, Juliet." His words came out fast and hurt. "Why are you crying?" he asked, wiping away my tears.
     "You don't know, do you?" I ask looking away. "You're..." I can't tell him. It might jinx this moment, and I might never see him again. "You're like a fairy tale." I finish looking at him.
      "You're my fairy tale, Juliet. If I would have known better, it feels like I'm living a romantic story." he smiles. Ha ha... ha...
      "Hm... Me too." I smile back and kiss him, hopefully not for the last time.        

Reviews

[Daydreamer54]

I agree with diannesam. the description is great! he sounds really HAWT! Two book refrences come to mind. first of all this is bout a girl named juliet and a boy named romeo and it just so happens, that my honor's class is reading the play so that's a bit of a coinky-dink. and also reminds me of a book i just read called The Night I Dissapeared, which was totally awesome. just thought i'd point that out! :P Can't wait for more!

[diannesam]

I loved this chapter. the story's really coming together. Good use of description!